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only has her mother. Any way I'm so proud that I have a big brother to brag about.
Here is a poem about 

Here is a poem about Duney:
"Duney"
God loves the weak & helpless of earth
and he cares for us one by one
But whether we're weak or whether we're strong
We go, when our days are done.
Our Duney was young & full of life
His eyes sparkled with the joy of living
His heart was one, that loved us all
and he got such [[strikethrough]] joy [[/strikethrough]] pleasure in giving